What began as a weight loss journey evolved into a realistic way of looking at food, nutrition and life itself. The number on the scale has become less and less important, and the practice of eating real, honest food has taken it's place

Sunday, November 15, 2009

How a commercial can lead to the truth

Today I want to talk about something that is a non scale victory of sorts. I have to sayfirst off that dropping almost all grain products has not only gotten the scale movingin the right direction again, but has made a few really nagging problems totally dissipate.For one my joint achiness has dissipated, and for another the idea that you need high fibergrains to be regular has been completely disproved.These two things have gone a long way toimproving my overall outlook on life, and so my brain is free to think about other things.

My husband and I watch a lot of TV during our free time, and we heckle commercials for fun.Favorite things to pick on are those drug commercials, that deliver glowing reports about a drug's performance and then give a long list of scary side affects. One of my favorite is an osteoporosis drug designed for post menopausal women. Amongst the warnings are statements about it not being safe to take in pregnancy. Excuse me, isn't pregnancy when you are post menopausal a pipe dream at best ???In any case, they make us laugh. And then there are those commercials for male enhancement drugs that simply that having their aid will get you a promotion, a shiny house and all manner of things. I think they appeal to some of the deepest fears in every man, that being that someone else has a bigger toy and therefor is having more fun in life. It's so not true. You do not need a tank to paralell park- you justneed the skills to get it in the right position so as to not smash the other vehicles in the process.My husband, being very much a typical male who is aging, half jokingly said one day that perhaps he should try one. I assured him that there was absolutely no need for such nonsense and that all is fine. And it is. And it has been for all of our 29 years together.

Yesterday we were discussing something ( the upcoming need to buy tires and other things) and something he said reminded me of this previous discussion, and I assured him that I am perfectly and ecstatically happy with him exactly as he is in all aspects of life.I am totally honest- there is not a single thing I would change about him. From the top of his head to the soles of his feet he is absolutely perfect for me exactly as he is. And this made me suddenly aware of the fact that he has said and meant the exact same thing about me throughout all of our marriage. When we were first married and struggling to build our life together, he totally accepted all of my quirks and faults and lack luster skills with finances and homemaking. He accepted my crazy work hours, my strange family and friends and moods. When we were going through infertility he kept assuring me that no matter what happens he loves me the same. When I was at my highest weight ever he still loved, accepted and desired me for who I am, warts and all. When we lost our first son he assured me that he loved me all the same and did not blame me at all. When I had gotten very sick he did things to care for me and loved me the same through it all.Through every moment of our lives his love has remained unchanging and constant, and he has reminded me of it every day. Yet somehow I never believed it. Not because I doubted myself, but I could not wrap my head around how anyone could feel that another human being was such a complete and totally perfect match in every way. So many sources have said that love is a decision and a choice, and that discounted the idea that for each of us there is one perfectly matched soul out there in the universe, and if we are blessed, we will meet them and share a life together.In their presence everything is perfect and balanced simply because they carry the second half of our soul, and when you are together everything is complete. It will never be anyone elses idea of perfection, but it will indeed be perfect for the two of you. I think I finally get that not only can human beings feel that way about other human beings, but I have found one who feels exactly that way about me, and I about him. No matter where I am weight wise, I have this in my life. And having this makes numbers on the scale totally unimportant.

And I have a silly drug commercial to thank for making me realize that this is indeed possible.

Kristina, currently I am working with an eating plan that eliminates all grain products- no wheat, rice, corn, rye, oats . I made an exception once or twice last week with whole wheat pasta. The bread I eat is flax meal or almond meal - no wheat. The guys are still eating whole wheat bread and whole wheat noodles for a couple of different reasons. At this point I do not miss it at all, but it does make going out to eat a little interesting to say the least.

Who are we ?

a 50 something mom with PCOS, somewhere in the sea of menopause who home schools , drug her family along on a weight loss journey and learned some important truths . Like so many other roadways, this one is also constantly under construction or dealing with potholes. The road is life itself, and is never a boring journey